[ Dean's not truly sure what his idea of high school is supposed to be, or even what it was at the time. The boys home was a shameful place of refuge, another thing he never speaks on because it's off the beaten path, because it doesn't fit with the rest of his life, as if it's running just sideways to everything else. Like Lisa, it's not a story he's willing to tell to anyone, because he just doesn't know what to do with the idea of lost comfort when it was never his to begin with.
Though, it has to be said that Dean knows his childhood was a fucking mess, just like he knows it was in equal measure for Sam. Nothing could have stopped the way his father taught Sammy to hold a gun against the demons that were so obviously waiting in his closet and nothing could have changed Dean's dire need to go on hunts with their father in a way where he was included. How could school have possibly mattered in any of that when Dean was solely obsessed with becoming, one day, the man who raised him.
It mattered enough for him to get his GRE but even that feels a farce - education means nothing to Dean past the sad lie of normalcy, something he lost years ago, and it didn't mean anything to him then either. Just like the idea of prom, it was all idiotic and unnecessary and Kate's words make him actually manage a laugh, the booze opening him up to humor in a way he doesn't usually find. ]
Get high on the back lawn? Yeah, sounds like my kinda shindig. [ Because admitting to even more bad behavior is the best way to make friends. ] Tryin' to think if we even would'a been allowed to go.
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Though, it has to be said that Dean knows his childhood was a fucking mess, just like he knows it was in equal measure for Sam. Nothing could have stopped the way his father taught Sammy to hold a gun against the demons that were so obviously waiting in his closet and nothing could have changed Dean's dire need to go on hunts with their father in a way where he was included. How could school have possibly mattered in any of that when Dean was solely obsessed with becoming, one day, the man who raised him.
It mattered enough for him to get his GRE but even that feels a farce - education means nothing to Dean past the sad lie of normalcy, something he lost years ago, and it didn't mean anything to him then either. Just like the idea of prom, it was all idiotic and unnecessary and Kate's words make him actually manage a laugh, the booze opening him up to humor in a way he doesn't usually find. ]
Get high on the back lawn? Yeah, sounds like my kinda shindig. [ Because admitting to even more bad behavior is the best way to make friends. ] Tryin' to think if we even would'a been allowed to go.